Your Birth Story…
Before you were born, I had a dream.
The doctor came in,
And said you were taken from me.
It all seemed so real,
And the pain so overwhelming
I didn’t think I’d ever heal.
I awoke crying.
Within my soul was an internal struggle.
What if it was a sign?
What if you were in trouble?
I just couldn’t leave it up to chance.
So despite my best intentions,
I took my silent stance.
I called the doctor
The very next day,
And made the appointment
That would determine your birthday.
I told only family of your planned arrival.
Fibbing to friends,
I felt the secret was vital.
I labored all night and into the next day.
I accepted the drugs
That kept the pain at bay.
After hours of pushing,
It became clear
That you just were not budging.
A C-Section was my greatest fear.
Your first scream made me heart sigh.
Born healthy at 7:42 pm,
7 pounds, 7 ounces, 21 and a half inches high.
Looking back now, I have no regrets
This is how it was supposed to be
A perfect day I’ll never forget